I don't think I've mentioned that in a while. So, in case you've forgotten....FedEx is the devil.

I'm tracking my package with this handy-dandy tracking number, right? As of this morning at 8:52 am it is on the truck for delivery. (I will at this point in the story make note of the fact that the shipping station is less than 30 miles away.) I wait. I wait. I wait. I check the tracking number again at 4 pm. My package is now at the shipping station AGAIN!

Maybe you're thinking, "Chill out, Traci. They will bring it tomorrow." That's what one might think, had one not been the subject of a FedEx conspiracy in the past. A few months ago I had a run in with the local delivery station. My package had been returned to sender. When I contacted them regarding this matter, they told me I didn't exist. I assured them I did.

When my package was finally delivered to my work address, they left it without the required signature at the wrong end of the building.

I'm stressed.